That girl you were seein' back in '72Somethin' 'bout a hotel room and bath water in your shoesWere you into your Catholic thing then or some other stewWere you both holed up in that hotel room practising voodooChorus:It'll come to youDon't look back, it'll come to youIn the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tightIt is gonna come to youAnd that business partner you took for every red centYou can't even remember where all of that money wentSome on liquor and women, maybe a little rentBut as far as paying it back, Buddy, you ain't made a dent- Chorus -Yes they'll all be standin' 'round you in your sleepAskin' for a promise you couldn't keep'Cause back when you were hollow insideYou were tryin' to puff yourself up with your own foolish prideNow you're happily married, you've got a wife and kids of you're ownBut sometimes in the closet at night you can hear them rattlin' bonesTakin' bets on your future and your current postal zoneIt's a spooky equation, but check out yourself Jack, you're the great unknown- Chorus -Yeah, in the middle of the night, with youc overs pulled up tightIt is gonna come to youYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah